Well well well Lord! Somebody's callin' my name...
Well well well Lord! Somebody's callin' my name...
There was a girl named Rosie and she sure was fin
I killed her husband just to make her mine
She threw me away, and put me outdoors
Now her and that man, they're together once more
Well well well Lord! Somebody's callin' my name!
Well well well Lord! Somebody's callin' my name!
There was a man down in Jackson with a perfumed head
I heard that he slept on a feather bed
I wanted that coin purse that he swung around...
So now he sleeps six feet in the ground
Well well well Lord! Somebody's callin' my name!
Well well well Lord! Somebody's callin' my name!
I was on the run for five long years...
Roaming through the land and spreading fear
They locked me down in Parchman back in '48
And now the hangman's a callin' and I can't be late
Well well well Lord! Somebody's callin' my name!
Well well well Lord! Somebody's callin' my name!
Well well well Lord! Somebody's callin' my name!
Well well well Lord! Somebody's callin' my name!